In less than a year, I carried two girls upstairs. As a result, Deng Qiong treacherously went to prison and became a death row prisoner. What about Song Jie? It's not clear. Although, comparing Song Jie and Deng Qiong is unfair to Song Jie. But I am more or less disgusted with Song Jie's hypocrisy.

Deng Qiong and Song Jie are both 1.7 meters tall, the difference is that Song Jie is a little slimmer, but she has to climb the 9th floor, while Deng Qiong is the 5th floor. In fact, these are all similar, and the biggest difference is that the attitudes of the two are very different.

Deng Qiong was unwilling to go down my back from beginning to end. And Song Jie was very considerate of me, worried that her body would crush my back. When I got to the third floor, she couldn't bear to lie on my back, as long as I slowly helped her upstairs.

I enjoyed the feeling of Song Jie lying on my back. She lay her whole body on top of me. The two "peaks" of her chest pressed against my back, rubbing up and down as I walked, and I enjoyed it. Although her PP is not big, the feeling of flesh makes me blush and heartbeat for a while.

The unhappiness brought to me by Song Jie's hypocrisy is gone. The close contact of the skin made my heart unconsciously close to her.

Even when I was holding Song Jie, her face was so close to me. I felt a stream of heat on her delicate face, expanding towards mine. It was late at night, the corridor was very quiet, and in addition to the footsteps of us climbing the stairs, I also heard Song Jie's heartbeat. After all, we stuck too tightly.

I held her arm and put one hand around her slender waist. Half of her body was pressed against me. As I walked, I couldn't help but turn my face sideways, trying to sneak a glance at her. Unexpectedly, my eyes met her hot eyes, and she was also secretly looking at me.

My lips, just a centimeter or two away, touched her little mouth. Her face flushed instantly, and she looked away in a panic.

"You're sweating, isn't it hard to walk like this? I'll carry you. I asked with concern.

I saw fine beads of sweat on Song Jie's tender forehead. I stopped and gently wiped her sweat away with my hand.

She lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Thank you." ”

She had a smile on her face. Wow, sex, she has no objection to my intimate demeanor, and my initiative is not reckless, hehe.

She was sweating, and it seemed that she was struggling and painful when she walked. I didn't care if she wanted to or not, I picked her up and left, like carrying the bride into the cave room. At this time, I really wanted to think of her as a bride, and my pace was brisk. Walking like flying, I hope to carry her to the marriage bed as much as possible, lingering and tossing.

Although Song Jie was a little twisted, she finally stretched out her hands and hugged my neck with a blushing face.

Song Jie's house is not big, one bedroom and one living room, which is very different from the mansion I imagined. With her conditions, there is no problem to live in a villa. But she said that the space was too big, it felt empty, and she was alone, and she was a little scared.

Originally, I should have left after letting go of Song Jie, but when I saw her red and swollen feet, I hesitated again. Although she can move against the wall, every step she takes is difficult.

"Tofu, I'm sweating and want to take a shower and refresh myself...... Can you carry me to the bathroom? Song Jie saw me turn around and want to leave, looked at me with a look of help, and asked timidly.

I nodded, wanting to change for a pair of slippers. But at the door of the room, there was only a pair of small but delicate slippers, and they were already worn on Song Jie's feet.

Song Jie saw my eyes looking around, and then she suddenly realized and said, "I don't have any shoes to change, so let's wear your leather shoes." ”

I looked at the beautiful wooden floor, and I couldn't bear to step on it. I want to take off my shoes and walk with only socks on. But was stopped by Song Jie. She said that the floor hadn't been scrubbed for a long time, it was dusty and dirty, so let's just walk over.

I had to step up and carry her to the bathroom. Putting her down, I thought, I could go. But when I gently closed the bathroom door, there was a small sound from inside.

"Tofu, can you come to my room and help me get my nightdress and panties? I'm really sorry to bother you. "Song Jie was very polite when she spoke, so I couldn't refuse. Her weak voice is even more pitiful.

Song Jie's bedroom is not big, but the layout inside is very orderly. The house has a hint of fragrance and smells very pleasant. The bedding on the bed is neatly stacked, and the single pillow and throw pillow are placed next to the quilt.

The dresser next to the bed is full of large and small bottles, which are cosmetics. Hehe, girls are so stinky and beautiful. On the dresser, there is also a small notebook. I glanced curiously, it was a passport.

I opened the wardrobe, and when my hand touched Song Jie's nightdress, I seemed to touch Song Jie's body, and my face turned red and became hot. And when my two fingers, like tweezers, carefully clamped the edge of Song Jie's thin silk panties, my heart was about to jump out. I didn't dare to grab Song Jie's underwear, and even felt that such an action was very obscene and would embarrass Song Jie, as if I was grabbing a certain part of Song Jie.

It was the first time I touched a girl's panties and my heart was pounding. I knocked on the bathroom door twice, and Song Jie stretched out a watery hand, caught the nightdress and underwear I handed over, and said softly, "Thank you." ”

"Song Jie, it's late, it's time for me to go. You have a good rest. I shouted to Song Jie in the bathroom as I walked to the door.

"Tofu, can you wait and go again? I'll be out soon. Song Jie hurriedly kept me.

What else? Do you want me to carry her to bed? A lonely man and a widow, she looks so charming, and I am not a monk with six pure roots, and it is easy to get into trouble.

The hall was very basic, with a leather sofa, a coffee table, and not even a TV. The sofa was wrapped in a layer of film, and apparently no one had sat on it since it was bought. I looked around and couldn't find a place to sit.

"Hehe, sorry, there are no stools. After moving in, you are the first guest. Song Jie smiled awkwardly and said.

Dressed in a nightdress, she appeared at the bathroom door, holding the door with one hand. Her long hair was scattered, emitting wisps of fragrance. Her white and tender face looks fresh and lovely.

"Sweaty, slimy, take a shower, wash your hair, it's much more refreshing." Song Jie explained, her red face, with a little guilt, asked, "Tofu, can you carry me to the bed?" ”

I was worried that I wouldn't be able to stand it if I touched her body. But I nodded, walked up, and picked her up. Song Jie is like a watery hibiscus, with wisps of fragrance exuding from her whole body, which makes people intoxicated.

I didn't even dare to look at her, and I tried not to let the afterglow of my eyes fall on her. I stared straight at her bed, not at the ground, and walked straight over.

"Ah——!h

"Bang ——!"

Just when I was only one step away from the bed, my foot tripped over something, my leather shoes slipped, and Song Jie and I fell to the bed. My lips, pressed against a soft mass, were smooth and tender.

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